255: Gods and demons move together! Kill the third rank instantly!

Before Li Shengyuan finished speaking, his aura abruptly changed.

His left hand clenched an imaginary grip, and an ancient, simple longsword quietly appeared. Its blade was dark and heavy, as if bearing the weight of eons—it was precisely the Chop Abyss!

His right hand extended, and a domineering long saber fell into his palm. Its edge was sharp, emitting a keenness that could sever all—it was the Chop Abyss!

The moment both saber and sword appeared, the world lost its color.

Behind him, the void trembled. To his left, a majestic and vast phantom of an ancient god, standing with a sword, slowly emerged. Divine light gleamed, dispelling demonic miasma!

To his right, a phantom of an ancient demon, roaring with a saber and radiating monstrous killing intent, simultaneously appeared. Demonic might surged, shaking the heavens and earth!

God and demon coexisted, their auras diametrically opposed yet strangely harmoniously unified, jointly guarding Li Shengyuan in the center, forming a visually impactful scene.

That pressure, vast as the heavens and earth, grand as the sea of stars, instantly shattered the oppressive feeling brought by the Nine Nether Soul Locking Grand Formation!

"Wh-what is that?!" A Grade 3 expert from overseas stammered, his mind almost overwhelmed by this divine-demonic phenomenon.

Li Shengyuan did not even move his feet; he merely stirred his thoughts.

"Om—!"

The ancient god phantom behind him lightly swung the luminous sword in its hand, scattering a clear glow. It seemed gentle but contained supreme suppressive power!

The ancient demon phantom swung the demonic saber in its hand horizontally, cleaving out a dark red saber light that tore through the void, filled with destructive aura!

Divine light and demonic blade intertwined into a net, silently sweeping over the space where the seven Grade 3 experts were. They wanted to turn and flee, but then... "No—!"

Their screams abruptly ceased.

Those seven Grade 3 masters, capable of founding sects and dominating regions in the outside world, whether they were Demon Cult elders or overseas rogue cultivators, could not even put up a decent resistance against this divine-demonic strike. Their protective True Qi shattered like paper, and their bodies, along with their souls, were instantly pulverized into dust, vanishing into thin air!

The immortal bodies of Grade 3 martial artists, impervious to blades, spears, water, and fire, and the undying souls of Grade 3 spellcasters, were like a joke before Li Shengyuan!

Only Lord Nu Tao, who had been deliberately avoided, stood dumbfounded, the triumphant smile on his face completely frozen, turning into endless terror.

"Pfft!"

Even the two Grade 2 experts were struck hard by the residual shockwave of the divine-demonic phantom's attack, spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood simultaneously, their figures staggering backward, their faces filled with shock and disbelief.

"How is this possible?! He's only Grade 2; why does he possess such power?!"

The overseas Grade 2 expert shrieked in alarm, his Dao heart almost collapsing.

The Demon Venerable of the Demon Cult was also terrified: "God-Demon Coexistence?! What kind of cultivation technique is this?! Quick! Operate the Grand Formation with all your might! Don't let him get out!"

The remaining cultivators outside the formation endured the excruciating pain of the backlash, desperately injecting their True Essence into the formation's core.

The dark red light screen lit up again, and countless vengeful souls condensed into tangible chains, coiling around Li Shengyuan like venomous snakes, attempting to restrain his movements and wear down his power.

"Death throes."

Li Shengyuan snorted coldly and finally moved.

His left hand thrust the Chop Abyss forward. The movement was ancient and unadorned, yet it seemed to stir the earth's meridians. Where the sword tip pointed, the void solidified, and those chains of vengeful souls shattered one after another!

His right hand then swept the Chop Abyss horizontally. The saber light was like a bolt of silk, incomparably domineering, striking fiercely against the already cracked light screen of the Grand Formation.

"Crack... Boom—!"

This time, it could no longer resist.

The Nine Nether Soul Locking Grand Formation utterly exploded!

It transformed into countless dark red specks of light, dissipating beneath the night sky.

Hundreds of low- and mid-tier cultivators presiding over the formation, under the backlash of the shattered formation, exploded and died instantly, without even a scream, their blood mist permeating the air!

The entire island shook violently. Centered around Li Shengyuan, a terrifying energy storm spread out in all directions like ripples, stirring up towering waves dozens of feet high that crashed against the surrounding islands.

At the same time, thousands of miles away, in Hangzhou.

Hangzhou under the night sky was originally peaceful.

Prince Wei Mu Weiran was in his study, reviewing documents. Suddenly, he sharply looked up, his gaze like lightning shooting towards the southeast, in the direction of Penghu. For the first time, an expression of extreme shock appeared on his face:

"This aura... is Li Shengyuan?! Such a powerful fluctuation! Could it be that the place I've been preparing for so long also..."

Prince Wei Mu Weiran, usually composed and indifferent, turned pale with shock, then frowned and fell into deep thought.

Almost simultaneously, inside the Li Family residence.

Yue Xiyan, who was gazing at the moonlight in the courtyard, worried about her husband, suddenly trembled, her expression tightening.

Shen Xinrong and the others, wanting to inquire, also changed their expressions and looked towards the sea!

The domineering, majestic, and a hint of icy aura, so familiar to them, contained within that energy, made the ladies feel flustered.

"Shengyuan..." Yue Xiyan murmured, her beautiful eyes filled with worry and shock, "What happened? This is definitely not just the aura fluctuation of capturing a Grade 3; there are also the auras of two other Grade 2s... You must not be in any trouble!"

Shen Xinrong and the others' expressions changed upon hearing this. Two Grade 2s?

Yue Xiyan calmly reassured everyone: "Don't worry, even two Grade 2s cannot harm my husband!"

"Among the several auras, my husband's aura is overwhelmingly powerful!"

"Mm."

Shen Xinrong and the others nodded in agreement, but there was still a hint of worry in their eyes.

Li Mu and Wenren Qingxuan, Zixuan and Xue Yao, located in different parts of Hangzhou, all looked towards the sea with worried expressions.

Other powerful individuals in Hangzhou, such as military experts stationed there by the imperial court, representatives from major sects, or highly cultivated rogue cultivators... all were startled awake by this battle fluctuation, which remained clear despite spanning a vast distance. They all looked solemnly towards the southeastern sky, their hearts churning with turbulent waves.

What level of battle could it be, whose aftershocks could reach Hangzhou, thousands of miles away?!

Could it be that ethereal Li Shengyuan? Is he fighting against a Grade 2 expert from the Demon Cult?

Many powerful individuals were restless, wanting to go and investigate.

And at this moment, on Penghu Island, at the center of the storm.

Li Shengyuan's robes fluttered, holding his saber and sword, with the divine and demonic phantoms standing behind him, like a god descended from heaven and a demon lord arrived on earth.

His cold gaze swept over the two Grade 2 experts who were spitting blood and retreating, then looked at Lord Nu Tao, who was already scared silly and slumped on the ground. He indifferently said to the three:

"Now that the small fries are dead, it's time to kill you two, and take your head to the Shen Family ancestral shrine for worship!"